Raven Dusk in The Potion Party Predicament
There was a faint tinkling above the door as the rather old and worn bell did its duty to announce a new arrival to the little shop that Raven Dusk ran selling her potions. Well, she thought of it as a shop, that might have been a bit generous. Most of the building she rented was dedicated to her potion mixing, slowly the front had reduced in size as she had taken up more and more space with various apparatus to make her concoctions.
In fact right now she was busy working away on another batch, a fairly standard potion to make ponies be able to breath underwater for an extended amount of time. It was a reasonable seller and her stock was running low, if the bell hadn’t signalled an arrival she might not have heard it. She thought she had better poke her head out the front to see who wanted what, money did mean being able to live after all.
A rather regular looking earth pony stood in the shop, her yellow body and orange mane did make her stand out a little more than usual though. Carrots for a cutie mark, Raven assumed she must be some sort of farmer. She often got them in asking about potions to help speed the production of crops or the like.
“Hiya! Can I get ya something?” Raven decided to make herself known with a friendly greeting, it was usually the best way to get them talking and then out the shop so she could go back to making her mixtures. The earth pony turned to face her, away from the various potions that were on display. Not that she had to move far, it was a very small shop.
“Yeah, you’re a potion maker right?”
Raven frowned slightly. The shop clearly wasn’t enough of a giveaway for this one. She knew she was going to have to explain everything to her.
“Sure am, it’s even on my hips!” The pegasus replied with a little grin and raised her flank so her customer could see the potion cutie mark. “I make a number of things, are you wanting something in particular?” She asked.
“Yeah, actually I’m going to a party tonight. A friend of a friend of a...friend. I forget honestly. The weather report is meant to bring a chill and I don’t want to be too cold. Got anything that, you know, might make me feel a bit warmer?” The mare asked. “I had a look, but there’s so many with tiny labels that I couldn’t quite make anything out.”
Raven smiled, she had just the thing. “Sure, here.” She said, reaching a hoof to the right of the counter and pulling one of a few vials off a display. “Extra Warmth potion. Take one of these and you should feel nice and toasty for the evening and some of tomorrow morning. Effects last around twenty four hours.” She said. “Is that the party for Cloud Kicker? I’m also going with a friend.”
“Oh yeah! Same party! How funny!” The earth pony replied as she eyed the potion. “How much?”
“Five bits per vial, if you buy two, it’ll be eight.” She said, watching as the customer thought for a moment and made her choice. She put eight bits down on the counter after a short spell of sifting through her purse. Raven grabbed another vial and slid it towards her which the mare then deposited in her purse, it was small enough that both vials would fit inside.
“Thanks for the custom, hey come say hello tonight and let me know how the vial works out for you. What’s your name?” Raven asked, if she was going to end up at the same party as this pony she might as well know who she is.
“Oh, Golden Harvest. I farm carrots.” The mare bucked her own flank a little as Raven had done to show her cutie mark. “I bet you thought I was going to ask you for something for my crops.”
“I did wonder…” Raven replied with a small smile. “Glad to see I was wrong sugar.”
“Yeah, anyhow thank you for the elixirs. Is that right? Well, thank you in any case. I’ll drink one if I feel cold at the party! I have a few other events coming up outdoors so I might want to save them.” She said, smiling back at Raven and turning herself around to leave the shop. “Maybe see you tonight!”
The bell tinkled again as the mare departed and Raven decided it best to get back to her mixing, she had ages before the party yet and plenty of work to do. Hopefully there wouldn’t be too many more interruptions from ponies wanting to buy from her.
The klutzy pegasus had all but forgotten her little mishap at the supermarket not too long ago, her labelling system still as disorganised as ever she hadn’t re-labelled the potions yet. But she was totally immersed in her work, no time for that or even to start looking at sorting out her labelling system like she had been meaning to do for so long. It wasn’t even on her mind right now.
But she had a batch of mixed up and mis-labelled potions out in her shop, with the possibility to do much more harm than good.
The rest of the day was filled with, as she had hoped, very little interruptions. A few customers came into the shop. One pony in particular was looking for a spell to put a dragon to sleep. For what she could only guess, perhaps to steal all his treasure. In any case that had meant a sale of her Sweet Dreams potion. She couldn’t guarantee it would work on a dragon however.
Twilight drew in around the town. Raven shut up her shop and put her potion brewing items away for the evening. She had whipped up or started quite a few replacement batches, all in all the day had been nice and productive for her. In fact she had been so busy she didn’t even notice that a note had been slipped through her door.
Hi Raven,
Sorry change of plans, I can’t attend tonight. Sudden family emergency. Do you mind going for me and apologising to Cloud Kicker? Your name is on the guest list. I’ll make it up to you and her when I am back!
And that was it, nothing more. Not that Raven minded, she enjoyed parties. It would just be a little disappointing not to be able to go with her friend. Ah well, couldn’t be helped.
Outside looked chilly, at least from the breeze in the trees. Raven went into the front of the store and grabbed a few of her warmth potions just for in case. Perhaps Golden Harvest had the right idea.
It was a short trot to the location, Cloud Kicker had rented out a local eatery after hours with the staff present so the guests could get something to eat and not be disturbed. It was a good idea actually, Raven was a little impressed. The place even had a small courtyard with some tables, chairs and a dance floor where a DJ was playing some music. The mare mingled a little, there was a number of ponies from around town she knew, some she didn’t. It was nice to catch up and meet new friends and converse with old. She wished Cloud Kicker a happy birthday and gave over a gift of some flight potions she had worked on, explaining these would make flying a little easier as not so much wing power was needed. She seemed to appreciate the present.
While talking to a group of ponies she spied Golden Harvest heading outside to the courtyard, presumably to hit the dance floor. She thought it best to just wave politely and not leave her friends. She was warm inside and it was still a bit cold outside as well.
In fact it was as Raven had made her way over to the punch bowl to grab a drink that she heard the first of the commotion. A couple of ponies had come back inside looking rather worried. One of them was explaining to a friend of hers as she trotted back with her punch.
“...and then she just, swelled up! Like she had taken some sort of fattening pill! She said she was cold, took the potion and ten minutes later her belly was bouncing off the dance floor!” The mare exclaimed.
‘Uh oh…’
She knew what had happened, again. Twice now in the space of a few weeks? Although this time unfortunately another pony was now bearing the brunt of the potion. Raven thought it best to leave before she was confronted. Too late for that however.
“RAVEN DUSK!!!”
There was a bellow from behind her, clearly somepony was angry. It didn’t take her much to guess who. Sticking her head through the door to the outside courtyard was an extremely bloated Golden Harvest. Her tum squished against the door frame as she tried her best to push her way through, she could have done it too with a little effort but Raven decided it was best to go to her and try to sort this out.
“Heya...Goldie.” It was the first time in a while Raven heard herself speak meekly, it was rare, except when she upset somepony. She was flirty by nature but she hated upsetting others. What faced her now however was the fuming blubbery mass of a jelly-belly Golden Harvest who wanted nothing more than to call her all the names under Celestia’s sun.
“WHAT. HAVE. YOU. DONE. TO. ME?” The mare angrily snorted, billows of steam practically exhaling from her nostrils as she tried and failed miserably to keep her cool.
“Can we uh...take this into the courtyard? Please?” Raven replied.
“Oh sure, you want to come out here? Fine. Nopony else can fit now!” The jiggly mare replied in anger. She was evidently extremely cross.
Raven trotted out into the once rather quaint courtyard and shut the doors to it behind her, leaving the rest of the guests inside and utterly confused. Everypony had exited the area, even the DJ. The dance floor was cracked trying to support the bloated earth ponies huge blubbery frame, the chairs and tables pushed up against the wall too. Golden Harvest occupied nearly half the space now easily.
“I uh, I think I know what’s happened sugar.” The mare started to explain.
“Oh you do, do you?” Golden Harvest replied. “Explain to me, why when I drunk your potion to keep me nice and warm I am suddenly the size of a small cart!” The mare almost yelled, stamping a fat hoof and making another crack in the dancefloor as she did so. “You’re paying for that, by the way.”
“I know, look. I made batches of the potion I meant to sell you and some fattening potions not long ago. I meant to re-label the stock but never got to it, I’ve been a bit busy making more potions. Anyhow I got distracted and now well...here we are. I am so sorry, believe me. Here.” Raven reached into her own purse and pulled eight bits out, offering them up to Golden harvest. “Please? The least I can do is refund your money.”
This seemed to quell the mare a little. Raven saw her relax as she swiped the money out of her hoof and stuffed it into her purse, Raven couldn’t help but giggle a little as she stuffed it back into her new rolls of fat.
“Well that’s a start. But that doesn’t fix my little...no wait, BIG problem.” The blimpy mare replied. “I can’t be seen with my friends now, how long does this take to wear off?” She asked.
“Um, like the warmth potion I was supposed to give you...twenty four hours…” Raven said, reduced back slightly to a bit of a mewling reply.
“TWENTY FOUR...twenty four hours? I only just drunk it twenty four minutes ago! I’m stuck like this until tomorrow!?” She angrily replied.
“Yes! Sorry! But you’ll completely go back to normal afterwards! Trust me I know.”
“What do you mean you know?” The mare replied, now more curious than angry.
“Well...let me show you.” Raven said with a little smile. “You think you’re big? What do you think is going to happen when I do this?” She said with a slight giggle, removing the potions from her purse and taking the cap off both. A double dose of fattening potions went down her gullet.
“Um...did you just do what I think you did?”
“Sure did sugar. If one potion does that to you, what do you think two will do to me?” She said with a louder and more obvious giggle in her voice still, Raven was getting a little teasy.
“So what, in ten minutes you’re going to be twice the size of me?”
“Oh quicker, double the dose means double the speed of the bloat, not just the size. In fact..” Raven could already feel her body starting to react to the mixture. “Here we go!”
Her cheeks puffed out, her body bloated and her flanks quivered as the potions went to work. The mare within moments already had a hefty belly bed that rivalled Golden Harvest, her flanks ballooning up to two massive wrecking balls of blubber that weighed her down from behind. The who time she just giggled and grinned as she teased Golden Harvest. “You may be a fatty! But I’m fatter!” She squeaked in delight. “Let’s make this interesting!”
“What? This is interesting enough already!” The earth pony replied, waddling backwards as Raven just got bigger….bigger….bigger.
“Hey, when everypony sees us they’ll want to party with us!” Raven replied, her ever expanding mass just taking up more and more of the space of the courtyard. Golden Harvest to keep backing away to make room for her. She was visibly expanding upwards and outwards. The sweater the pegasus was wearing was on the verge of giving up completely, just a few more pounds…
SHRRRIIIPPPPPP!
The sweater now nothing but tatters around Ravens belly she chuckled. It really was a fantastic potion when you doubled down on it, of course when she had done it before she had used a nice quiet open space but this was just as good, if not better. She could feel her tum crushing the dance floor beneath her and her flanks squishing satisfyingly against the walls of the enclosed but outdoor space. Her tush riding up as her belly bed laid on rolls of fat and pounds and pounds of blubber to compensate for the potion. She was no longer a massive mare, she was a gargantuan mare. Her size putting Golden Harvest to shame as she doubled up in every way possible.
Finally she felt the effects start to slow, the double quick bloating not only meant that she got bigger quicker but the effects came and went faster too. Unfortunately it didn’t last twice as long, but she didn’t fancy having to be stuck here for more than a day. At least she had put Golden Harvest at ease a little, or so she hoped. One fat pony was often mocked, but two fat ponies were often found to be a little amusing. In fact now she had a cause to liven the party up a little in a way she hadn’t thought of, hoping that at least Cloud Kicker would find it amusing if none of the other guests.
“Hey everypony? Want to party with a couple of dough balls!?” She yelled out. The potion had done its job and she figured taking the attention off Golden Harvest by letting the rest of the guests marvel at her mass was a good idea. Tentatively the doors to the courtyard opened and the guests returned. Some giggled, some just said nothing save for their jaw hitting the floor. Others couldn’t believe what they were seeing. Raven nestled her fat head that was now nicely sunk into her huge immobile body down, her utterly useless wings fluttering slightly on her back as she jiggled herself to and fro with glee. The double potions were always a good trick and although this was the first time showing the effects off on purpose in a semi-public setting it was always a delight just to feel how bloated and fat she was. A few rather interested guests who weren't showing signs of shock or disgust seemed to agree.
Her hefty hind legs were well off the ground, her hugely obese belly bed below her slooossshhheeddd and glooorrrpppeeddd in response to what little movement she could manage. Her bloated rear had pushed its way up to the wall and there was no way the pegasus was going anywhere anytime soon. She winked at Golden Harvest and moved a fat hoof onto her multiple chins and giggled yet again. “See, more interesting and I think I’m the bigger dough ball hmmm?” She teased, Golden Harvest just going a bright red in response.
“Jeeze you think we could get her down the gym? She’d make a hell of a set of weights to train on.” A rather buff looking stallion teased, Raven just blushed and giggled looking at him and fluttering her eyes.
“I can be anything you want me to be sweetie, as long as I’m big and lardy you can enjoy me however you please.” The stallion grinning at her as she pushed her luck a little.
“Well, I think you could stand to at least be mobile.You look like you’ve eaten a cake factory and then some.” Another pony in the crowd said, Raven just turned her bloated head and gave them a smile.
“Awwww, mobile? But then I wouldn’t be your ideal mare! I can see you staring at my rolls.” She cooed, jiggling her tum a little more and letting her huge rolls of fat roll around a little beneath her. Every response she gave just elicited blushes and nervous replies from the party goers who didn’t quite know what to make of a mare who loved being so big. Cloud Kicker decided to play up to it.
“You sure are one huge fatty!” Cloud Kicker laughed in response, she knew Raven had a penchant for strange potions she put together. “The dance floor may be a bit unusable but the equipment is still working!” The DJ putting together another beat as ponies returned outside and did their best to dance around the two chunky mares. Golden Harvest just waddled her way towards her to get as close to the potion maker as she could.
“I’ll be back, make sure you haven’t re-labelled those potions…” Was all she said, Raven smiling in response.
“You know you bought two.”
“And now I only have one left, clearly I need a few more.”
There was something to be said for being the centre of attention, even if it was in all the wrong ways.
